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We are requested by Mr. John Stewart, Cabinet Maker) to contradict his Marriage (which appeared in our 19th number )with Miss Ellen M‘Lean. - -The report is unfounded, and a Villan ous outrage of the Author. TO LET From the first of May, part of the House, No. 28 Frankfort-Street, Enquire at this Office. $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ s s ƒ ƒ ƒ s s §§ -> At Poughkeepsie, On Tuesday evening the 26th ult, by the rev. C. C. Cuyler, Mr. Elias Nixson of New York, to Miss Se lina Hebard, of Poughkeepsie. At Albany, Barnet C. Humphrey, tô Miss Eve Vernon. At Salisbury, Luther Bingham, to Mrs. Sally Jenkins, both of Hudson. At Albany, Seth Arnold, to Miss Mag. dalen Quackenboss of Guilderland. At Newark, Jacob Francisco, to Miss Hannah Young. At Newark, Joseph Crane, to Mias Charlotte Baldwin. At Bellville, John Rouston, to Miss Mary Daley. At Morristown, Henry Beach to Mies 4-$$$$$$$$$$$$$SSSS At Malta, on the 9th of December lust, Mr. Herman G. Rutgers. of this city, in the 38th year of his age. 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OR, WEEKLY THE VISITOR. FOR THE USE AND AMUSEMENT OF BOTH SEXES. Saturday, April 4,.....1812. VOL. XIV.] EXTRACTED. FROM THE FOUNDLING OF BELGRADE. It would savor of pedantry were I to carry you through the course of ourstudies; and of vanity to lead you into our frequent skirmishes with the advanced posts of the enemy. Much as I should desire to portray the skill and intrepidity of Kyopriti, having always fought by his side, I cannot dwell upon the greatness of his soul without the appearance of egotism. The war was protracted without a decided advantage to either of the contending powers. Though often sought for on our part no general action had yet taken place. The Russians were not to be decoyed into a trial of strength: but this apparent shyness was, in reality, less the result of fear than the practice of deliberate artifice on the part of the enemy. At length he succeeded in putting us from our guard, in the end to exhibit an instance of more wanton barbarity than which the page of history describes no parallel! [NO. 24. ed to induce a general action-in vain we looked for a raising of the siege--in vain a period to the war. The mysterious policy of the divan would neither listen to remonstrances for a sufficient reinforcement that should have given us the power of driving the enemy back from our frontier; or yet condescend to the first overtures of negociation. Thus were we at bay in an ingiorious warfare. The troops became, languid from inaction: discontent pervaded the garison, and the whole vigilance of Kyoprili was required to preserve the authority of his command. From what cause I know not: it might be. from a rash confidence in our strenght; but more probably from the corruption of the subaltern, commanding the advanced piquet, the enemy made one bold attempt, under cover of the night, and succeeded in carrying by storm a fortress we had supposed impregnable against the congregated force We have looked over the Turkish history for a fortress as this is described, but in vain. The sacking of Ismail as. suredly bears some affinity; but neither time nor circumstance seems to confirm In vain had Kyoprili endeavour. the fact. of Europe! The enemy galled with the resistance he encountered, & the loss he sustained, which by his own account exceeded ten thousand men, without breathing over the sanguinary butchery, put thirty thousand of cur brave army to the sword! tion; but he spurned me from him. as a loathsome reptile! Avaunt thou accursed Allah? he exclaimed, thou little better than thy coward of a friend! Is it from me thou lookest for protection? Behold a soldier! unlike the man thou prizest—his heart beats high with honor, loyalty and un Kyoprili fell by my side at the moment of defeat and I had bare-tarnished fame. He whom thou ly time to save myself by flight hast served hath basely sold a vic through the subterraneous passage torious army and his country för a whose key was fortunately in my mercenary recompense. Hence possession. Having gained a dis- from my sight, thou infidel! thy tance from the awful scene, I bepresence is pollution to the faithgan to resolve upon the route I ful! Hence, with this scimitar to should pursue. While under the thy treacherous master; it will protection of Kyoprili 1 had noth. remind him of what he was, and ing to dread; but now that I was tell him what he is! I received it deprived of his counsel and patrón- as the gift of a brave, honorable, & age. I knew not how to act. With valued friend. Long have I worn only a few xaffiers in my pocket-it for his sake; but now that I without a friend on earth-what was I to do? I beheld myself an outcast tossed upon a desert world pluckt of all the honors which imagination had described in colors so bewitching; blighted were all the trophies which idea won, and blasted all my hope of glory. I discover the traitor in the donor, I render back his own-begone; begone! Vain was the effort to reply. I wished to vindicate the honor of my injured friend; but the savage, furious at my stay, aimed a dead paused, then raved; alternately blow. Happily I retreated back sighs and curses drove me to dis-in time, and grasping my sword, traction-maddened with despair I had resolved to play the roman patriot on the plains of Philippi, when at the instant, Mustapha, the captain pacha of the sultan's forces, suddenly appeared before me! My hopes revived at the sight of Kyoprili's friend. I was known to him, and the circumstance of my adoption promised a warm recep flew on to the attack, we closed in combat; and though indignant at the double outrage against my friend and life, I resolved to preserve my temper, and be avenged! For awhile the issue was in doubtful certainty. A lucky blow, however, disarmed my antagonist; & I beheld the imperious Mustapha a kneeling supplicant for mercy! |